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Jets of blue electricity flew by, illuminating metal receptors as they hit their target, and sending flashes of crackling light across the room. Enervating plasma streams electrified the table, sending blue and white sparks across its' whole surface, and the entire audience gasped with awe, then broke into applause mixed with the usual comments and chatter.

"Amazing!"

The Tesla coil rippled with energy, and the class continued to stare in amazement.

Standing at the rear of the group, Phil smiled at them as his coil demonstration mesmerized them-in exactly the same way as it had done to hundreds of groups from many other schools. He still hadn't got bored of the looks he got when he ran this demonstration yet.

A few more minutes of sparkling beams and riveting flashes followed as the coil powered down, and Phil went to the front of the group, beaming at the students. He was always happy to come to his alumni school and give a presentation to some of his professor's classes. After thanking the class and packing up his equipment, he shook Professor Edward's hand and smiled-Professor Edward had been Phil's favorite teacher. Not only had the professor been a great person, but he shared Phil's affinity and love for science and fantasy. Phil had attended Stanford eight years earlier where he was able to achieve high honors as he majored in Physics.

From the time he was a young boy, Phil had been fascinated by the world and the science of things. He knew that made him kind of a nerd in other people's eyes, but he loved it anyway. Anything that had to do with science and fantasy, adventure and experiments: Phil was right in the thick of it. After finishing his doctorate, Phil accepted a position at a particle physics facility located in the cool atmosphere of the Canadian mountains. He loved the chill of the northern region and adored working with energy particles-alongside some of the best minds of the physics world. He had come down to Stanford to help Edwards with a presentation and had enjoyed this chance to reconvene his relationship.

Nothing Phil did gave him any difficulty these days-he almost longed for a challenge. Physics came easily to him, and teaching physics was elementary for him. He smiled confidently to himself, as he walked out of the room, heading for the entrance to the west wing of the university. He strode briskly down the stone stairs, sat at the bus station in front of the building. After that, any idea of hurry was forgotten, as he just sat there and looked up at the sky, smiling wishfully as he felt the cool breezes move through the autumn air, playing across his features and ruffling his hair.

He waited for about five minutes before the steel plated vehicle pulled up and came to collect its passengers. Taking his time, Phil continued to smile as he sat down on the bus-and immediately looked up into the sky once again.

_I wonder what it would be like to fly...? _

He'd been dreaming about that ever since he'd been a child-he'd always been fascinated by flight and sky and air...

Twenty minutes of smooth riding, pretty ambiances, and traffic maneuvering later, and Phil arrived at the airport. He was tense while he'd been going through the scanners, but relaxed as he walked down the final long corridor leading to the craft, smiled at the staff member and flashed his ticket. His flight to his home was only going to be about two hours, which would give him plenty of time to enjoy the sights and finish some other things, such as some of his lab notes and also some personal sketches.

Soon after boarding, Phil arrived at his seat and sat by the window, placing all of his stuff in the overhead locker as he got out a black-leather book and a fine-point pen. As streaks of black and gray found their place on crisp white pages, engines roared to life and created energy in the air, waves of heat making the air shimmer and vibrate behind the craft. The giant metal beast pulled away from the dock and sparked towards its freedom.

Different shapes and sizes became apparent in the white world as the hard leather wheels met asphalt and started spinning faster. Wind rushed past the windows and invisible streams of air followed the steel vehicle as it started its ascent. Phil finished the outline of his drawing as the plane reaches into the sky humming and straining towards its' freedom-so close now. When he wasn't doing experiments or helping his friends or giving a lecture: Phil loved to sketch little drawings and creations on his favorite notepad.

Whether it is creatures of myth, creations of science, or just abstract drawings that could only have meaning to Phil, he drew it. As the plane reached optimal altitude, collections of water and air could be seen from the windows, and different colors of clouds and condensation became apparent to the professor. What did they feel like? Could they be touched by humans? These questions invaded Phil's mind, as his drawing achieved completion.

As he stared at his own masterpiece, he smiled-a dreamy, wistful smile this time. He knew that he was no artist, nor did he have the artistry to be able to manipulate shapes to that degree, but there was no doubt what his picture was. Rough black lines created sharp looking spikes down the page as shades of gray depicted an elongated head and piercing eyes. Light touches of pen gave life to the backbone and long tail of his picture. Being a scientist and a little bit of a nerd, he had grown to admire everything about dragons. Pictures, photos, movies, anything about them-he had an appreciation for them.

After all, they'd know how it felt to fly...

There was a buzz and a crackle, and the captain's voice boomed out across the cabin, interrupting Phil's thoughts.

"Attention, passengers. The craft will be landing at Toronto Airport in about five minutes. Thank you for flying with us-we hope to see you again."

The professor yawned. _Had I really been drawing that long? _

There was no time to waste. Phil quickly packed up his stuff and waited for the plane to land. After the plane landed, it would only be about a half an hour drive to where his laboratory was located. He looked at his watch-3:15

Good, he thought, I won't be late for the particle test today.

He tensed up again as he stepped off the plane and through the numerous security checks-he'd always been nervous about security and men in uniforms who scowled almost non-stop. Fortunately, the disembarkation went smoothly as did the check out and baggage claim. Soon, Phil was on a taxi heading for the Canadian mountain ranges, excited for the upcoming experiment. Of course, he was always ready to try a new thing or new experiment, and the one today was extremely adventurous. Being a highly intelligent particle physics professor, Phil was allowed to perform some experiments that others might have deemed as...well, dangerous to say the least, but he didn't care. He'd always followed all safety guidelines and had medical and environmental staff on duty for every experiment. This particular experiment involved Phil's new machine, The Diffusion Entropy Chamber, also known as the DEC.

Phil was trying to get energy readings on subatomic particles to prove that alpha particles produce more energy than beta particles...and that was the easy part. The test involved shooting the two kinds of particles in the DEC and trying to make them collide. Now, normally this would cause an exponential energy output that could be measured accurately, but it would be both particles together and not show them separately. Phil's machine reversed the process and, once the particles collided together, imploded them together to create an anti-matter stream for about five seconds. The danger came during those five seconds because of the chance of causing a micro-singularity, but Phil was almost positive that the lead coiling around the inside would keep anything from spurring up.

Cheerful as always, Phil got out of the taxi, paid the driver and made the five minute walk to the facility on the mountainside. He swiped his key card in the door and walked in, pausing a moment to say hello to an old friend.

"Hey, Doctor Andersen-look who's back!"

"Oh hey, Phil, or should I say Doctor Browning, and welcome back from the States! How was it?"

"Hah just Phil bud. But, it was good! My old teacher, Professor Edward was as happy as ever-and the students seemed genuinely interested in my presentation!

"Well that's good! And you certainly timed your arrival well-you're just in time for the DEC test! We were about to start without you-I'm sure you're excited?" Phil couldn't keep the excitement out of his voice, nor could he stay still, he began pacing back and forth as he answered the blonde doctor's question.

"Are you kidding?!? I've been waiting for this phase of testing for a long while-I thought it would never happen! Is Doctor Ryan ready with the machine?"

Andersen laughed. "Yes-he is waiting in the control room to brief you on the procedure. Since you're the one with more knowledge about the particle fields; you'll have to be in the actual chamber-behind a protective shield of course. I hope that's not too frightening?"

"Come on buddy! You know me-always ready for an adventure, eh?"

His friend just laughed and followed him to the test chamber to begin the experiment. After passing through several pairs of sliding doors, the duo walked into the control room, to find the whimsical, crazy haired Dr. Ryan finishing up the last minute calibrations.

"Hey Max, how're ya doing"

"Oh you know same old, same old. You know, I'm really looking forward to see this baby come to life. Ehehehe...Hey, you know something? They tell you in college that science is the stuff that nobody wants to do cause it's all paperwork-that's a load of crap! Science is _there_to blow stuff up! It's the whole point=so let's do it!" The last few sentences were shouted over the noise of the machine starting up.

Phil laughed. "Oh, same old Max Ryan...Alright. Okay Andersen let's go get the shield area ready!"

"Yep, sure thing!" Dr. Andersen replied.

The two quickly walked down the long flight of stairs and opened the concrete hallway with lead plated structures within them that lead to a big, hardened plastic door. Andersen swiped his key card and the two walked to the shielded area to prepare the equipment. After initiating the start up sequence for the diffusion chamber, Andersen said good luck to Phil and moved up to the control room, leaving the older man to finish the pre launch sequences.

The loudspeaker crackled to life, and an image of Doctor Ryan appeared on a screen in the control panel in front of Phil.

"Were all ready up here, Doctor", Dr. Ryan said, as Andersen walked up beside him and waved into the camera.

"Okay, begin the preliminary ion phase and open the particle couplings to prepare for collision", Phil responded on the microphone built into the panel.

Andersen and Ryan did what he said and the giant cone shaped emitter burst into life in the middle of the chamber as electricity flew and sparked against the rods all around the room. Blue jolts struck the shielded room a little bit, but Phil just chuckled, increasing the revolving speed of the emitter by fifty percent. The emitter shot an emerald beam at the ground aiming at a seemingly similar emitter that was still closed.

"Okay now, increase the dampeners around the Entropy field by twenty percent." On the screen, Andersen turned a dial, as the revolving energy got to a one hundred percent reading on the instruments of the control panel. Pulling a level, Phil opened the second emitter-instantly, a blue beam flashed from the emitter on the ground, hitting the emerald one and pushing it back up, until they were equalized lengths.

"Are we ready?" Andersen and Ryan nodded, both holding their respective controls. Phil held his hand over a black button for a minute, looking at the two colors in front of him-before he sighed. "Well....Here goes nothing" Phil pushed the button hard, and brilliant sparks of blue and green shoot across the room out as the particles collided with each other.

After ten seconds, a cyan field formed around the two emitters and seems to stop the particles in time. One by one the little specks of light started bursting, then disappearing.

"It...It's working! I don't believe it! Ryan! Is the responder on?"

"Yes, it is Phil." Phil smiled at the machine, watching five seconds of recording finish. On the camera, Andersen grinned at Phil, the cyan field is continuing its implosion function.

"We did it!"

The moment was beautiful-but it couldn't last, as Andersen glanced at his instruments for a minute and a look of shock registering on his face instantly.

"Ryan, RYAN! Shut the generator off now!"

"What? But why? Everything's fi-"

The doctor did a little dance of panic-it might have been comical if his face hadn't been so serious.

"Just shut the damn generator off-now! The beta particles are building and the field is failing?"

"Say what?"

"JUST DO IT! NOW!" Andersen was almost screaming at Ryan now-fortunately the other doctor got the message this time. Ryan ran to the circuit board in a burst of uncharacteristic speed, pulling the power cord from the machine...but it didn't seem to affect the implosion field.

"Oh my gosh...ANDERSEN! It's not shutting off.!"

Andersen glanced nervously into the camera. "Phil...Uh...Look, the field is failing, the particles are rebounding. You need to get out of there now; the concrete access chamber is shielded-so get out that way."

"But...Why is it not shutting off? From what I can see, Ryan's pulled the power."

"Yes-yes-he did just now."

"Oh, so THAT'S what he's waving around like a dead fish?"

"Look, just come on! Hurry, we only have something like five minute before the field fails and the particles go everywhere-they'll damage everything! They'll explode everywhere!"

Phil began to go towards the exit but stopped himself, looking back at the emitters... If we can't shut the machine off, the particles will disintegrate the shielding and cause the facility to explode. There might be one way to shut it off, but it would be some heavy thinking, and I don't have much time... Phil ran to the desk drawer, and grabbed a twelve by twelve piece of lead, and headed towards the opposite door towards the inner chamber.

"What the heck are you doing Phil, and what is that......" Andersen sees the lead square and almost drops from shock, realizing Phil's intent.

"Oh, gosh! No, NO Phil, you can't stop the reaction with lead-it'll kill you! STOP, NOW-the facility can be blown to bits for all I care, but I'm not losing you! Let it go!"

"I know...but it's the only way..." Phil muttered to himself, ignoring his friend's screamed as he stepped out from the room.

"Get the stupid dampening field back online, you idiot!" Andersen shouted at Ryan before literally jumping down the stairs towards the shield room, clearing them four at a time.

Andersen got to the hard plastic doors, just as Phil approached the cyan field.

"Phil, P...please, d...Don't do this! This is all my fault-I didn't increase the field fast enough. Please don't die for this...we need you! I need you-and you're my friend. Please...Please don't...." Andersen said almost in tears on the microphone. Phil waited until he was an arm's length away from the two emitters before he finally glanced back at Andersen.

"I'm sorry Andersen-but this had to be done. This facility...All the work we've put in-and you two, my best friends...no, you can't die. Please, don't forget me", Phil says solemnly.

Andersen looked at Phil with a mixture of sadness and rage, and banged on the hardened plastic.

"NO! Don't-Phil! No! NO!" he screamed as Phil reached up, nearing the lead to the two emitters.

Phil looked back one more time and muttered, "Goodbye Mark...I love you..."-and shoved the lead square in between the emitters. Spectrum rays exploded, enveloping Phil as both emitters shut down before absorbing the rest of the energy. The machine fell silent, its' noise replaced by Mark's screams, and the dull thud of Ryan falling to his knees in grief...

END OF PART 1

Well I hope everyone enjoyed this story, I apologize for there being no vore yet but, I submitted this along with the conclusion story so they need to be read together. Again this was a request made by Raging so I hope he and everyone else enjoys this and the next story!